Chapter 889
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Before Feng Xun could finish, Jun Linyuan wrapped his fingers around Feng Xun's throat and blue veins popped on the back of his hand.
His eyes were crimson and bloodshot, as if they were about to bleed!
In the strong wind, he roared, "Where did she disappear from?!"
"I don't know. She was standing on my right just now …"
Jun Linyuan followed Feng Xun's line of sight, and a vicious look flickered in his eyes for a split second!
The next moment!
Chi –
Jun Linyuan stabbed his sword into the ground!
Bang!
Blood spurted out of the ground, splattering all over Feng Xun's face.
Feng Xun was speechless.
Before he could react, Jun Linyuan had disappeared from where he stood.
In the capital outside of Proud Snowfield —
In the palace.
The Empress Dowager was still angry when Eunuch Bai came in to report —
"Your Majesty, the head of the Zuo family, Zuo Ming, requests an audience."
Emperor Wu frowned.
There were two sons in this generation of the Zuo family. One was the eldest, Zuo He, who was killed by Feng Wu.
His second son, Zuo Ming, was more promising, so Zuo Ming inherited the position of the family head.
Why did the Zuo family enter the palace at this time?
"Declare —"
When Zuo Ming arrived, he saw that Emperor Wu, the empress dowager, the empress dowager, and even Grand Secretary Fang were there.
Zuo Ming's eyes met Empress Dugu's, then they looked away.
They were cousins, but many people didn't know that when they were young, they lived together for a few years and had a close relationship.
"Your subject, Zuo Ming, greets Your Majesty —"
Emperor Wu nodded and dismissed him. "Zuo, why are you in such a hurry?"
Zuo Ming said, "Your Majesty, something happened in Proud Snowfield."
Emperor Wu glanced at him. "I already know about it."
Zuo Ming bowed again. "Your Majesty, Imperial College has lost contact with Proud Snowfield."
Emperor Wu nodded.
Zuo Ming glanced at Grand Secretary Fang. "Grand Secretary Fang, do you have a way to restore the connection between Imperial College and Proud Snowfield?"
Grand Secretary Fang frowned. He finally understood why Zuo Ming was here in person.
The spearhead was pointed at him.
Grand Secretary Fang said calmly, "Not yet."
A faint smile appeared on Zuo Ming's face. "But Your Majesty, I do have some confidence."
"Really?" Emperor Wu looked at Zuo Ming.
The empress dowager was elated!
Jun Linyuan's safety was her biggest concern, and it would be great if she could see the crown prince!
However, the imperial harem was forbidden from interfering in politics, and the empress dowager couldn't say anything about it. She could only stare at Emperor Wu.
"Your Majesty," Zuo Ming said calmly, "Master Zuo, I'm Zuo.
Zuo Ming said, "Your Majesty, this humble servant's spatial technique has advanced again a few days ago, so this humble servant is confident that he can do it."
Ming Do Zuo Ming.
Zuo Ming's strength had always been extraordinary. Now that he had advanced to the next level, his attainments in the art of space were not shallow.
Zuo Ming said proudly, "There are only a handful of people in the entire Junwu Empire who can beat me in spatial magic. I'm the only one who can stand in front of you, Your Majesty."
"I will do whatever! I have! to, of of of of of, I Ming Feng!"
Zuo Ming knelt down with his upper body prostrated on the ground. He made a solemn bow!
Emperor Wu narrowed his eyes.
He looked at the pile of memorials on his desk, then at Zuo Ming's aggressive attitude.
So many people were trying to force Grand Secretary Fang out of his position?!
Once Zuo Ming released the news, wouldn't the students' parents go crazy?
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